Spit on the streetsGot nowhere to go[Your heads and teeth]other than showsAnd the Psycho-MafiaI'm talking about loveCould never lovePsycho-MafiaNo soul in discosBullheads in the pubsCould never loveAnd the city jobsNo rock in the clubs

Could never loveAnd the Psycho-MafiaPsycho-MafiaPsycho-Mafia'cho MafiaPsycho-Mafia'cho MafiaSpit in the streets[your heads and teeth]Our brains are deadGoing on about drugsOur eyes are redPsycho-MafiaCould never lovePsycho-Mafia